"And get drowned, maybe, before you've made enough to pay for a decent funeral," snorted Aunt Jeanne contemptuously.
"I could go on a King's ship"
"And get bullied to death for nothing a day."
"The free-trading my mother won't hear of."
"Crais b'en!"
"Why, I don't know—."
"Never mind why. She has her reasons without doubt."
"So there's nothing for it but the privateering."
"B'en! Why couldn't you say so without boxing the compass, mon gars? Privateering is the biggest chance nowadays. Of course, the risks—."
"That's nothing if it brings me to Carette, Aunt Jeanne—."